User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130404201050/@comment-32303-20130412184310

"Ah second yore vote, laddie." ''Larana uses all of her strength to jerk her claymore free from the tree and runs to the nearest logboat. She 'tosses her weapons in the prow' and jumps aboard after them, grabbing a paddle and waiting for her companions to board behind her.''